Tunnel of Love
Not the one to be a boaster,
fifty years of roller coaster
and there I am on the poster,
raising the gold bar.
High apex of the Ferris wheel
to tea cup-in-a-tempest feel,
hot love tunnel riding the keel,
and yet here we are.
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